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To fade, with no recourse, into the annals of unreality is to lose grip on Love’s touch, to raise cinema from warm ashes on a Sunday afternoon in autumn. Advertisements
Smoldering ashes, to incite Helion’s grace– You will feel me rise.
Out of the ashes arose nothing recognizable. Embers, in memory, projected a blank sheaf of light to cover the loss.